Bella tripped over her own paws. The tower of blocks crashed down with a loud clatter.
She froze, ears drooping low. Panic took hold as she listened to the heavy silence.
Bella backed away, trembling. A single red block rolled toward her toe, stopping just inches from her paw.
She took a shaky breath and turned back. She crouched down to pick up the fallen pieces.
She held them out with a wobbly smile. 'I'm sorry,' she whispered, waiting for a reaction.
Suddenly, the blocks lifted into the air! They spun like tiny, colorful tornadoes around her head.
The pieces rearranged themselves into a giant, gleaming castle structure. Sparkles smelled faintly of vanilla.
Bella hugged the corner of the sturdy tower. She felt the smooth wood against her cheek.
